Poor Roger was nearly fainting with anxiety and apprehension, while Bevan was rapidly becoming exhausted. At length the strain on their nerves became unendurable, and Jake Irwin said: "I don't think those fellows'll hear us now, even if we splash; and if we don't splash, they sharks'll be at us in a few minutes. Anyhow, I'm a-goin' to risk it!"

Forthwith they all began to splash vigorously, although as yet they dared not shout. The sudden commotion of the water, coming after the dead silence that had previously reigned, startled the great fish, and the fins instantly scattered in all directions, to the great relief of the fugitives. But, as Jake said: "That won't keep 'em off very long; they've smelled blood, and they'll be around again directly."

He then swam a stroke or two, very cautiously, out from under the ledge, in order to have a peep at the pirates and ascertain whether they were still in sight. They were, but if they pushed on without stopping they would be out of sight in a few moments. But the question was--would they be able to keep the sharks at bay for that short time? It was doubtful, to say the least of it, yet they dared not move out of their hiding-place just then, or the pirates would be certain to see them making the attempt. The inaction was beginning--nay, had long since begun--to tell on their nerves, and poor Roger felt as though he could scarcely refrain from shrieking aloud, so great was the tension. And those terrible fins were again gathering about them! One by one they came edging back, ever nearer and nearer. At last the fugitives could endure it no longer, and, taking the corpse by the shoulders and turning it into a more favourable position for his purpose, Bevan said: "They'll wait no longer. Now, when I push this 'ere dead body off, jump for your lives back on to the ledge. We must risk being seen; for they sharks don't mean to be denied."

He then gave the corpse a violent push seaward, and the three made a simultaneous scramble for the safety of the ledge. Jake was up first, and extended his hand to Roger, while behind them they heard the clashing and snapping of jaws, and the sudden rushing wash of water, as the body of Gomez was torn to pieces by the hungry monsters.

The commotion in the water was terrible, and horribly suggestive, as the sharks snapped and struggled and fought for their share of the prey; and they thought that surely the pirates must hear, and, hearing, return to see what all the noise was about. Roger was out now, and only Bevan remained in the water. Jake and Roger stretched out their hands, Bevan grasped them with his own, and, with a simultaneous pull, out he came, landing on his knees on the rock. But only just in time; for even as he left the water a huge shark, of at least twenty-five feet in length, came dashing at him with such furious determination that he ran his great snout, with its rows of shining saw-edged teeth, right up on the ledge, so close as actually to graze Bevan's body. The man, however, hastily sprang aside, capsizing Irwin and Roger, and the three fell pell-mell into the hollow in the rocks which had served as their former hiding-place.

Safe at last; but what a narrow and providential escape! And now to discover whether the pirates had seen them. Jake climbed up to his former coign of vantage, and as soon as he clapped his eye to the peep-hole he held up his hand in warning. Roger shuddered. "After all," thought he, "after those hairbreadth escapes, have they seen us, and are they coming back to take us?"

Jake now came creeping cautiously down, and whispered that the pirates had not gone off as far as they had antic.i.p.ated; indeed they were not very far away even now. They had evidently not seen the fugitives leave the water, but they were all standing in a group, looking back toward the hiding-place, and, so far as Jake could judge, they seemed to be listening. Bevan now crawled up and had a look, and then beckoned to the rest. They climbed up alongside him, and, through the peep-hole, saw that the pirates had now relaxed their att.i.tude of attention, and were once more walking slowly away, ever and anon taking a backward glance over their shoulders. Presently they disappeared from sight behind the rocks, and the fugitives breathed more freely.

Roger said: "If now they but go straight off to their ship we are saved.

I trust they will not chance to stumble upon any of our buried provision-barrels, or they will at once suspect our presence and search until they find us; for I can see that they are not altogether easy in their minds over the strange disappearance of Gomez."

"I don't think that's so, Master Trevose," replied Bevan. "'Tis only our fancy. For my part, I'm convinced that they believe Gomez have fallen off the rocks and been taken by a shark. But how pale you do look sir! better have a drop of brandy."

But, alas! there was no brandy. In their haste to escape from the jaws of the sharks both brandy and their small store of food had been dropped, and were both now, without doubt, safe in the maw of one of the monsters. Roger turned still more pale, and Bevan put his arm round his shoulder to support him. Presently his head fell back, and he went off in a dead swoon. The experiences of the last few hours had been too much for the poor lad, and overstrained nature would bear no more.

"He'll soon come round, Jake," said Bevan. "Get a drop of water, if you can without being seen. Bring it in your hat and slop it on his face; that'll soon bring him to."

Jake accepted the suggestion, and presently returned without having seen anything of the pirates. They soused Roger's head and shoulders with sea-water, and the boy soon recovered, feeling a little ashamed of his weakness.

"Don't you worry yourself about that, Master Roger," replied Jake.

"I've seen men stronger and older than you faint for less than what we've just gone through."

Roger was soon himself again. They took another look round, and this time they saw Jose Leirya and his crew down on the beach, preparing to get into their boat.

"We'd better not leave this here spot until we see 'em up-anchor and get well away," advised Jake. "For all we know they may come ash.o.r.e again, and if they was to do that a'ter we'd left our hidin'-place, 'twould be all up with us."

The others agreed to this proposal, and watched the boat pulling away to the ship. She soon got there, and was forthwith hoisted inboard, and presently the watchers saw her sails fall from the yards, while up came the anchor, the schooner canted, the sails filled, the vessel gradually gathered way--and she was off! The three felt strongly inclined to give a hearty cheer; but prudence prevailed, and they remained silent.

Presently, however, they got out of the hole in which they were crouching, and made their way cautiously along the ledge, taking the utmost care to keep always out of sight of the schooner; and by and by they reached the beach, and over the top of the near-most rock saw the _Black Pearl_ rapidly growing smaller in the distance. By crawling and creeping and dodging behind anything big enough to conceal them, they finally gained the back beach, and then, having the ridge between the pirate vessel and themselves, they set off at a brisk pace for the hut.

When at length they reached it they found that nothing had been disturbed, but the body of Evans had evidently been searched, and was now lying upon the sand, instead of where they had left it, on its improvised couch. Their first act was to unearth the cask of brandy and take a good draught apiece, feeling that they both needed and deserved it after what they had gone through that morning.

Then Evans received his second burial. Poor fellow! his inanimate body had been put to a strange use; but they felt that, could he know, he would not in the least object.

The provisions were next got up and re-stored, and then they found time to take a look at the retreating pirate vessel. Yes, there she still was, now very small to their view, yet hardly as far off as they had expected her to be.

They continued to gaze for a few moments longer, and were just about to turn away, with relief and thankfulness in their hearts, when they saw the pirate vessel hurriedly setting some additional canvas; then suddenly she bore up and went off on the other tack, presenting her port side instead of her stern to the island.

"Now, what's the matter?" queried Jake; "he's headin' away south for La Guayra way! But what's he in such a tearin' hurry for?"

"Can't make it out at all," answered Bevan.

They felt their sleeves plucked, and, turning round, beheld Roger pointing, but unable to speak, toward the horizon on the side of the island opposite to the pirate ship. And there, at last, they perceived the fleet, hull-up above the horizon, in plain sight, with every sail set, carrying on after the pirate at their utmost speed.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN.

THEY ARE RESCUED AT LAST--CAPTURE OF THE PIRATE SHIP BLACK PEARL AND HER CAPTAIN, JOSE LEIRYA.

It was scarcely possible that Cavendish should not recognise the island--both by sight and from his reckoning--as the one on which Roger and his little crew had been left; yet all three of the vessels comprising his squadron were cracking on in chase of the _Black Pearl_, and evincing not the least interest in the sand-bank, which they were leaving on their starboard beam.

"Well," e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed Roger, "having come thus far, one at least of those ships might have hauled in and hove-to long enough to send a boat ash.o.r.e and take us off. Mr Cavendish will scarcely need all three of his vessels to capture that one craft. But I expect old Cary has recognised the schooner as Leirya's ship, and the captain is determined to make sure of her, trusting that we shall be able to hold out here until he has captured her and found time to return for us. Still, the pirate may lead them a long chase, lasting perhaps for several days; and if they are going to catch him, I should like to be aboard to help in the fight with Jose."

The seamen said nothing, but it was clear that they fully shared Roger's disappointment as they stood staring at the fleet of ships that went sailing past at a distance of some four or five miles--too far off for the castaways to be observed from their decks.

Suddenly Bevan uttered an e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.i.o.n, and, turning, ran at full speed to the hut, and reappeared in a moment with an armful of wood from the stock which they kept for replenishing the fire. He cast this down on the beach, and, kneeling beside it, proceeded with feverish haste to strike a light from his tinder-box.

"Quick!" he exclaimed; "get some damp wood, wet sea-weed, anything you like that'll make a smoke; only for goodness' sake be quick! It's our only chance!"

The other two, infected by his excitement, at once ran to do his bidding, but they were quite at a loss to understand the reason for such violent hurry.

Having secured several armfuls of varied material, just damp enough to make a good smoke, but not sufficiently so to extinguish a fire, they returned and tossed it on the flames, which Bevan had now succeeded in causing to burn brightly.

"More! get more!" said he; "and look sharp about it! Quick! quick!"

"Yes; all right, Bevan!" laughed Roger; "but what is all this tremendous hurry for? Even if the captain does not now take us off, he will come back for us as soon as he has captured the pirate."

"Ay, ay; but don't you see, man," answered Bevan, forgetting in his excitement the deference due to Roger as his officer,--"don't you see, man, that the captain's notion is that the pirate have been here and captured us, and that we are now aboard that there _Black Pearl_ of his'n? He'll catch her if he can, and bring her to action; but when that's done there'll be a great slaughter o' both sides, and, supposin'

that the schooner isn't sunk with all hands, Mr Cavendish won't find us when he boards her. And, not findin' us, he'll believe as we have been murdered and throw'd overboard, or else he'll think that we're among the dead as'll be unrecognisable. Then, thinkin' us dead--for he'll not dream that it's been possible for us to have hidden ourselves here and escaped these ruffians--he will continue his v'yage wi'out troublin' to come back here; and here we shall remain, perhaps till we die. That's the reason why I'm so anxious to attract their attention afore they runs out o' sight of us; for, if we're not seen now, you may depend upon it we may as well make up our minds to remain here for the rest of our lives. What would he be sending all his vessels in pursuit for, if he didn't believe as we're aboard that there _Black Pearl_. Ye see, sir, what I'm thinkin' about is this. They few barrels of food as we've got won't last us for so very long, even if we goes on short commons. And we can't always reckon on catchin' fish and turtle, or gettin' eggs, and a few months 'd find us in the same plight as was pore William Evans when we first came ash.o.r.e on this here island. Oh, I pray that they may be keepin' a sharp lookout aboard they ships!"

The fire was now blazing up bravely, and the castaways industriously continued to toss on damp fuel, so that a dense column of smoke was now ascending high in the air, being sheltered from the wind by the palm-grove just behind them. The three men were careless as to the pirates seeing the smoke now, knowing that even Jose, with all his reputation for courage and daring, would not venture to return in the teeth of the British squadron, to attempt to secure them; yet they could not help speculating as to what the pirate must be thinking, or what his feelings must be, now that it was borne in upon him that people had been on the island, though he had not found them. He would, of course, be able to make a shrewd guess as to Gomez's fate, and Roger could picture to himself the fellow's disappointment and anger. For, having failed to find the papers, in search of which he had returned to the sand-bank, he would almost certainly arrive at the conviction that the unknown people on the island, who had evaded his keen eye in so mysterious a manner, had come into possession of them. To have been so near the recovery of his cherished papers, and yet to have missed them! Roger could picture the man standing on the quarterdeck of the _Black Pearl_ gnashing his teeth in impotent fury, and shaking his fist at the island as he beheld the column of thick smoke rising from it. But for the swiftly-disappearing pirate none of them cared a jot, since were not their own dearly-loved ships near them? And, if G.o.d were good, would they not soon be once more treading those white decks that they knew and loved so well? Meanwhile, however, it seemed as though, even after all, there might be a slip 'twixt the cup and the lip; for, despite the smoke-signal that they were sending up, the ships were holding persistently on their course after the pirates.

More fuel was piled on, and the smoke went driving away to leeward in dense clouds. Still there was no response or sign from the ships of its having been seen, while they were now drawing rapidly away from the island.

"I reckon," said Jake, "that they're all lookin' at the chase, aboard they there craft. Why can't some of 'em take a squint aft at the island? Then they would see us, or the smoke at any rate."

As if in answer to his complaint, and immediately following upon it, they saw a stream of flags float up from the first vessel--which, as they rightly guessed, was the ship that Mr Cavendish had taken command of as his flag-ship,--and a few moments later the answering signal was displayed from the rearmost vessel, which, evidently obeying the signal, now came round upon the opposite tack, with her bows pointing toward the island.

They were seen! At last they were seen! All their troubles and anxiety and waiting were now over; hurrah! hurrah!! hurrah!!! The three castaways seemed to lose their heads completely. They shouted, leaped into the air, shook hands, and embraced each other, cutting all kinds of capers, and, in short, behaving like very madmen in the reaction of their joy after waiting for so long in suspense. For now all recognised very clearly the truth of what Bevan had said, as to their being seen and rescued now or never. The ship approached rapidly, under the influence of the fresh breeze, seeming literally to grow out of the water, and looking, with her clouds of gaily-painted canvas, like some huge bright-plumaged tropic bird. Presently they saw her yards thrown aback, and she came up into the wind, remaining hove-to until a boat was lowered, and then slowly tacking to and fro opposite them. The watchers on the beach saw the boat lowered down the side, and the men scramble into her; then they saw the sunlight glitter on the oar-blades as they dipped into the water and the boat shot away from the parent vessel's side. She came rushing toward the beach as fast as the arms of a dozen l.u.s.ty men could drive her, her c.o.xswain standing up in the stern-sheets and peering eagerly ahead at the island. The foam curled white and high about her stem, showing the great speed at which she was being forced through the water.

Said Bevan to Jake: "The skipper have evidently give his orders that they're not to waste any time on the road, or in takin' of us off. Just look you at the speed of that there cutter! I expect, if we could only but see him, that he's stampin' up and down his quarterdeck, bitin' his nails with impatience to be away again a'ter that _Black Pearl_; and prob'ly swearin' at this boat's crew for bein' a set of lazy lubbers in not puttin' her through the water faster." And he laughed.

A sudden thought struck Roger. "Jake and Bevan," said he, "cut away up to the hut and get those fresh provisions down here to the beach; we have a lot of fresh meat still left, and I know how tired a ship's company gets of salt provisions. That turtle meat will prove a very welcome change of food for them. So away you go, and look sharp, for those people will not want to be kept waiting."

Off went the two men, and presently returned with the dried turtle flesh, which they laid down on the beach in readiness to be put aboard the cutter. The small brandy cask was also conspicuously present. Jake Irwin's quick eye fell upon it. Said he to Roger:

"Before we go, sir, let's have one more drink, 'to the Isla de Corsarios'; for I'm sure 't has proved a very good friend to us."

Roger thought that there would be no harm in such a proceeding, so he raised no objection, and Bevan, pouring out a generous allowance into their wooden beaker--which he had brought down to the beach without being asked--handed it to his officer for the latter to take the first drink. He took it, drinking the toast, and the other two followed his example, helping themselves liberally, and smacking their lips after it with much satisfaction depicted on their bronzed countenances.

The cutter was by this time quite close, and Jake, standing on a rock, pointed out by signs to the c.o.xswain where he could come alongside and float in deep water, thus allowing them to embark easily and also put the little stock of provisions aboard. The craft came dashing up until within a few fathoms of the place indicated by Jake, and then the crew, as one man, threw in their oars, and the boat glided rapidly alongside the rocks, coming to a stand-still just opposite the spot where Jake was standing.

"Now then, jump in quick!" yelled the c.o.xswain, who happened to be also second officer on board the _Elizabeth_, the vessel which was waiting for them to come on board. "Look sharp, our captain is in all haste to overtake the squadron before it comes up with that pirate craft yonder.

You need not imagine you are going to take that stuff aboard; I cannot wait; I have not the time."